Chapter Twenty-Three: On the Third Night, the Tone of Writing is Like a Sword
In the central hut, as soon as the Book of Poetry came out, the old people complained, "You, you always take things out of context and say simple things with some esoteric words." ”
The old man who recited the poem was the youngest of the old people, with gray hair, dressed in goose-yellow Tang costumes, with an elegant face and a pleasant temperament.
The white-haired old man didn't care about everyone's complaints, and smiled alone, "What I have learned, I have to pass it on today." ”
The old men seemed to be accustomed to the gray-haired old man's manners, and just shook their heads.
The gray-haired old man struck the knot and sang, "Young and frivolous and ignorant, I want to fight with the things of the world." A hundred years and I am old, how many people have succeeded in seeking immortals? The white-haired old man had closed his eyes.
The rest of the old men listened attentively, looking at the green smoke of the incense burner in the hut, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
At the same time, in Li Ran's dream in the distance, the sound of singing came, and the fog automatically gave way to an old man walking out.
"Your appearance is so special, you can drive the fog of my dreams?" , Li Ran looked at the old man with a fresh temperament opposite, full of curiosity.
"Old man Wen Xiaowei, the articles you have learned all your life to help the world, your fog is not driven by me, but respects my literary brilliance and is willing to retreat."
"Oh, you and the boss are in the same department, and you are so good at studying literature? Is it also cultivation? ”
"Xiuwen originated in the outer world, and cultivating the righteous qi in the chest is another interpretation of the aura." , Wen Xiaowei explained.
"I know this, war poetry." , Li Ran's knowledge in this area all comes from a certain point.
"The world is false, specious, and cannot be unbelieved, nor can it be taken seriously. Did your classmates in the Faculty of Letters tell you? The difficulty of revising the text lies in the fact that the pearl and jade are in front, and it is too difficult to create, and modern writers rely on the articles of their predecessors to show their self-understanding and make heaven and earth recognize this understanding.
It's a pity that this road is still extremely difficult, especially in recent years, and almost no one has been recognized by heaven and earth. So if you want to talk about Xiuwen, when it comes to the level of your roommate Jia Youwei, it is almost at the end."
Li Ran was depressed, "In that case, what's the use of cultivating texts?" ”
"Duh, rotten wood can't be carved, cultivation is cultivation, cultivation is self-cultivation, how can it be so utilitarian?" , Wen Xiaowei angrily rushed to the crown.
"Then let's start learning." , anyway, it's a dream time, and there's no point in discussing too much.
"Cultivating literature is a water grinding kung fu, only this night, and there is no way to talk about learning. The old man's method is to open your knack directly, take the road of familiarizing yourself with 300 Tang poems, and you can chant poetry if you can't chant it! ”
After that, Wen Xiaowei slapped the Tianling cover, and a stream of purple qi gushed out, pouring directly into Li Ran's Tianling. Li Ran screamed miserably and sat down on the ground in resignation, painful and happy.
About tea time, Wen Xiaowei said tiredly, "Okay, the old man used a secret method to seal countless poems, songs, and literary works in the world into your mind, and that's it for tonight." ”
"It's so fast! However, how do you cultivate? Li Ran saw that the old man was leaving, so he hurriedly stopped and asked.
"Read more, create more!" , Wen Xiaowei irresponsibly left a sentence, slipped into the fog like a gust of wind and disappeared, leaving Li Ran who was still in a daze.
"That's it for the night, huh? Well, go back and get a good night's sleep! ”
The second half of the night was a deep sleep without dreams, Li Ran got up early in the morning, full of energy, stepping on the first ray of sunshine in the morning, walking in the valley.
"I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fall." , Li Ran groaned loudly, waited for a long time, but did not respond. Understand, there is no wind and rain this morning, and there are not many flowers in the valley.
"The stream water is fragrant like an orchid, and it grows among the grass. The little fish play each other, and they are living with the gods! Li Ran shook his head and muttered, there were already students around him watching, pointing and pointing, Li Ran didn't care at all, but what was embarrassing was that there was still no response.
Li Ran was a little annoyed and angry, and he did it himself, except for becoming a mobile encyclopedia, it didn't seem to have any practical effect.
Is it still necessary to encourage originality? Li Ran lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized something, and recited with great emotion, "The little flowers in the valley are brilliant, those are the stars I left in the world, look up at the Milky Way in the sky, twinkle and flash, it is the night sky that I sent the little flowers to!" ”
"Sneer......", someone around finally couldn't help but spray, Li Ran's face was also hot, this look is so shameful.
On this day, Li Ran didn't do anything else, just recited the poems one by one and sang songs and recited exquisite articles, "The new student with amazing mental power is mentally ill!" This rumor is also spreading wildly among the students.
In the evening, the roommates finally rushed to Li Ran, Yin Xiaochao grabbed Li Ran and shouted, "Wen is what you want, you should know how to return if you are lost!" ”。
Li Ran finally woke up from his madness and looked at Yin Xiaochao in confusion. Yin Xiaochao said bitterly, "Why did you start revising again?" Xiuwen is the most anxious, be careful not to fall into the devil. ”
Looking at the anxious roommates, Li Ran's heart was clear, and he smiled, "People who know me say that I am too obsessed with doing things, and if so, I am too stubborn." Let's go back to the dormitory for dinner. ”
After the meal, Li Ran called home as usual, and his wife's sweet voice on the phone, "Are you okay?" You're almost done with your training, right? Come, talk to the little light bulb! ”
"Well, little bulb, are you still obedient at home?"
"I'm obedient, I want Dad back."
"Daddy will be back soon, eat well, sleep happily, wake up happily, and everyone will like you, you know?" , Li Ran's eyes suddenly moistened a little.
"I want to listen to my dad tell the story of the little monkey!"
"Okay, let's go to bed after telling the story." , Li Ran saw that the time was almost up, and began to tell the little light bulb a bedtime story on the phone, "Last time, I talked about the little monkey Sun Wukong who learned the skills and returned to Huaguo Mountain, who knew that there was a big bad wolf on the mountain called the Demon King of the Mixed World, and the big bad wolf viciously wanted to eat all the little monkeys......"
Yes, Little Bulb has liked the story of the big bad wolf and the little rabbit since he was a child, so any story is the big bad wolf version. As soon as Li Ran finished speaking this paragraph, he suddenly felt a great momentum in the air, and a green qi was empowered, but it was not the painful feeling of last night, but it was warm and very comfortable, warm all the way to his chest, Li Ran couldn't help but squint his eyes and groan, oh, it's so cool.
Several pairs of roommates' eyes looked at Li Ran together, and Li Ran's face turned red again.
Li Ran really couldn't stand the gaze of his roommate, and escaped from the dormitory to a secluded place in the valley, carefully feeling the new green qi in his chest.
With some expectation in his heart, Li Ran used his mind to guide the green qi into the tip of his right finger, and the green qi flashed, and the sword qi on his right hand faintly took shape. Li Ran felt that as long as his mind moved, this sword qi could be used for himself, and at the same time, Li Ran also derived a lot of insights into the world, which felt really wonderful.
"I don't know why, but I'm a genius?!" , Li Ran sighed.
In the central cabin, Wen Xiaowei asked Old Ghost Pei with a sluggish expression, "One day of cultivation is to gain Heavenly Dao talent, do you know why?" ”
"Rub, how can I know about the relationship between you and Tiandao!"